You Manhua said with some shock and regret.
Lin Qingqing just arrived the day before yesterday and is leaving tonight, which means she has been here for less than three days.
"Well, there's something urgent that needs to be done in Kyoto."
Lin Qingqing just said it casually.
You Manhua grabbed her hand and said, "Then you must have dinner with me tonight."
"Okay." Lin Qingqing nodded with a smile.
Then he started giving You Manhua acupuncture.
Aunt Wang also came after finishing acupuncture. She left work early. The leader asked someone to tell her that Lin Qingqing would leave tonight, so she was asked to come early to cook and treat her well in the evening.
"Come to my house and eat. I'll cook. Manhua, I'm afraid of you helping me with your body. You just stay here and chat with Qingqing."
Aunt Wang said this and was about to leave.
You Manhua grabbed her again and took out three pounds of meat and a chicken from the kitchen.
"I prepared this yesterday. If I don't make it now, it will go bad. Sister Wang, take it home and make it."
Aunt Wang accepted it without hesitation. The relationship between the two families was already good, and it would seem awkward to refuse now that the matter had come to this point.
She went there with the meat in her hand. Lin Qingqing sat at Political Commissar Wang's house for another half an hour, and then went to her own yard to pack up her things.
The things they brought had to be packed up. Aunt Wang had originally prepared things for their yard, so she packed them up and took them to the leader's house.
Time came quickly to half past six, and just as Lin Qingqing finished her work, Song Yiyuan arrived.
The two of them carried the packed items to the leader's house, and the three families began to eat happily.
In the evening, Aunt Wang prepared three meat dishes, a plate of chicken stewed with potatoes, and two stir-fried dishes for the men to drink with.
All the spy work was concluded today, and everyone felt relieved.
After dinner, Lin Qingqing gave the leader a piece of paper with the ratio of disinfectant written on it.
After the medical base prepares the disinfectant, the leader will send people to thoroughly disinfect the mountain in Dashan Commune.
Lin Qingqing also specifically instructed the chief that the 38 dead spies must be cremated, as the theft of the previous spy leader's body was a lesson.
If Country R had not developed poison based on the corpses, the tragedy of more than a dozen soldiers being sacrificed might not have happened.
The leader kept these words in mind and paid close attention to the details.
At 8:30 in the evening, Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan came out of the chief's house. They went to their own yard and took their luggage and things.
The leader and Political Commissar Wang sent the two men to the airport. When they saw the bag of rice on Song Yiyuan's shoulder, they couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
Lin Qingqing then told him about the visit of Liu Tangbao's team in the afternoon.
The commander nodded slowly. "Comrade Lin, you saved more than just the villagers of this brigade. They were in that situation at the time. If there had been no improvement, those strong men would have definitely gone to the neighboring villages to rob houses. Who knows what kind of tragedy would have happened."
"It was just an accident."
Lin Qingqing said modestly.
Political Commissar Wang shook his head and said, "It really depends on your ability. Why has there been anomalies in those mountains for so many years, and no one noticed?"
What he said was relatively objective.
A few of them chatted as they walked and soon arrived at the airport.
A medium-sized helicopter has been parked there steadily.
Zhang Liang took the lead in organizing the Sky Eagle Guard to board the plane. Now only Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan were missing.
The two men stood under the helicopter and chatted with the leader and Political Commissar Wang for a while before getting on the helicopter without even looking back.
Watching the helicopter slowly ascend, the commander sighed, "I don't know when we'll see each other again."
Political Commissar Wang rolled his eyes at the leader.
"I think you tend to forget things when you're old. Captain Song is holding a hundred-day banquet for his child on August 9th. Aren't you going?"
The chief's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands: "Oh my, how could I have forgotten about this?"
"Hmph~"
Political Commissar Wang snorted coldly and walked away without even looking back.
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